Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Shelley Xuanyan was forced out of Xiao Jingxuan's body, muttering something absent-mindedly.

"How could there be a remnant of the Supreme God's soul in his body? Even though it is only a half-wisp of unconscious soul, it is still so powerful."

"The Soul-Swapping Curse, after all the twists and turns, in the end someone will die with me, so it's not too bad."

The black smoke that had been gathering quickly dissipated in the dazzling golden light.

By the time he stumbled and twisted his way in front of Yun Huai, he was barely left with a palm-sized ball.

Yu Changfeng immediately subconsciously protected the man behind him, and said to him with full malice, "What do you want to do?"

"I...I just..." Shelley Xuanyan's voice sounded pitiful, and she seemed so weak that she couldn't even speak.

Yun Huai pressed down Yu Changfeng's arm that was blocking him, "Okay, Pavilion Master, you don't have to protect me like this. After all, I'm not..."

Yu Changfeng turned his head half way and glanced at him, the expression in his eyes was very complicated.

Even though the two had been together for more than ten years, Yun Huai was unable to accurately interpret what he meant.

Besides, there was no time to think about it carefully now, so he just stopped the topic temporarily.

Put it another way, "Master, he can no longer hurt me in his current state."

"You don't have to be so nervous. Let me hear what he wants to say, okay?"

In the last sentence, he deliberately made his voice low and soft, as if he was showing weakness and acting coquettishly to someone.

Yu Changfeng was the most susceptible to his tricks, and without even thinking, he put his arm down obediently.

There was a hint of inexplicable grievance in his words and actions. "Oh, you guys go ahead. Then I'd better leave."

He turned around and was about to leave, but Yun Huai reached out to take the black smoke that was about to dissipate and pulled him back.

"If you want, Pavilion Master, you should just stand here and protect me, a powerless person, when necessary?"

"That's fine." Yu Changfeng looked reluctant on the surface, but he was actually already very happy in his heart.

"I won't disturb your conversation if I'm here, right? Is there any sensitive content in the conversation? Should I stand further away to protect you?"

"Need not."

Yun Huai felt a little helpless. He had no idea what he was trying to say by throwing such a tantrum.

"It's good that you just stand here. We can just have a simple conversation. There's nothing sensitive about it."

"That's fine. That's good."

Yu Changfeng didn't know what he was thinking, and he actually glanced proudly at the black smoke that didn't look like a human.

Then I asked myself: No, am I stupid? Why did I look at him like that?

The black mist, which had a terrifying aura, dissipated into a tiny, pitiful mass.

It seemed to rub gently and carefully in the palm of Yun Huai's hand, wanting it but not daring to get too close.

"Brother, I didn't expect that after hundreds of years and two lifetimes, I would still be just a passer-by in your life."

Yun Huai's attitude towards him was very cold, with almost no tenderness as a brother.

"Don't show me these polite words you learned from the storybooks. I don't like them at all."

"I don't have much patience. If you have any last words, you'd better tell them as soon as possible, otherwise no one will fulfill them for you."

The black smoke was in a daze, static, and seemed to be staring at Yun Huai for a very long time, just like when they were little.

"I'm going to die anyway, so why don't I tell you something? Maybe it will make you feel better and help you let go."

"At this point, do you still think that I was the one who used force on you?"

Yun Huai's pupils gradually dilated, "What do you mean? Who else could it be if not you?"

That past seemed to be an experience that Shelley Xuanyan was unwilling to recall.

He didn't elaborate, but just repeatedly stated one thing, "I really didn't do that beastly thing to you."

"Brother, from the beginning to the end, you are the moon that I want to possess, but even touching it is a luxury."

You are so beautiful, but why do you drink so much?

Don’t you know that those people out there who pretend to be friends with you actually have bad intentions towards you?

Don’t you know that every pair of their eyes is staring at you like a wolf or a tiger?

I braved the storm, pushed open the door of the restaurant, and when I found you, I realized it was too late.

I realized it too late, I went too late.

There's nothing I can do. The marks on my brother's body can't be washed away.

My brother seemed to be broken into pieces if I touched him again. I felt so sad, but there was nothing I could do to save him.

I can only kill them all! Then throw all these scumbags onto the street and let them die without resting in peace!

But my brother was still broken.

It is better to let you misunderstand that I did it than to let you know that it was done by those drinking buddies you thought you were very close to.

Maybe the former would make my brother feel better? After all, I was born to be annoying.

Even if my brother hates me a little more, it doesn’t seem to matter.

It just so happened that there was my mother’s miserable crying, my father’s endless beating, and your deliberate distance from me.

It allows me to enter into a beautiful fantasy, as if that night was really spent with you.

I don't care whether my brother treats me with indifference or not.

I just want to make you feel better, even just a little bit, it will make me happy for a long time.

As he became more and more transparent, it seemed as if he would completely disappear in the next second.

He then asked with great difficulty: "Brother, in my life, I have only fallen in love with one person, a man."

"Have you really let go of this unforgivable and heinous mistake?"

Yun Huai sighed and put aside the question that had been turning over and over in his mind.

"If you just fall in love with one person, there is nothing wrong with that."

"But the identity is wrong, the way of loving is wrong, and the way of expressing love is wrong."

Shelley Xuanyan smiled fragilely and said nothing more, staring at Yun Huai as her brows disappeared.

At the last moment, he was thinking: If he hadn't had to keep the ridiculous things that happened that night a secret for his brother, he might never have revealed it in his entire life.

He knew how to restrain himself, but he was forced to the point of giving up because of what the world called "normal" and "abnormal".

Emotionally, Shelley Xuanyan is always innocent, pure, and always cares about her brother.

It was the worldly words that forced him to become a demon who committed all kinds of evil and a complete madman.

Everyone was telling him that he shouldn't do it, that he couldn't do it, that he was abnormal, and that he was being denied.

However, from Shelley Xuanyan’s immature point of view: she just fell in love with someone.

The soul of the Demon Lord gradually dissipated and faded away gently in Yun Huai's palm.

Yu Changfeng came up and called out awkwardly, "Yun... Yun Huai, what did he mean by those words?"

"I don't know either. Since Hu didn't tell me, it's either not very meaningful or he doesn't want me to know."

"In that case, I don't want to dwell on it anymore. Living peacefully in the present is the most important thing."

Yun Huai slowly turned around, and his eyes fell clearly on Yu Changfeng.

"Pavilion Master, you... please don't call me that. I'm not the real Yun Huai."

"I'm just a cuckoo in someone else's nest who's trying to survive." The light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

"So, from now on, you don't have to be so nice to me, and you don't have to place your love for Immortal Yun Huai on me."

"Although it will make you sad to say this, the matter has come to an end, and I still want to tell you."

"I am not the same person as Immortal Yun Huai. We have not been one for more than ten years."

"So, Pavilion Master..." He subconsciously took a few steps back, "Let's not continue..."

"Why can't you continue?" Yu Changfeng hugged him forcefully, holding him tightly in his arms, leaving him no chance to break free.

"I know you are not him. I guessed it the moment I fell in love with you."

Yun Huai trembled for a moment in his arms, feeling a kind of daze that was indescribable.

"Although what I said is a bit disrespectful to my beauty."

Yu Changfeng freed one of his free hands, lifted up the loose hair on his forehead, and shook his head narcissistically.

"But, I still have to say that the real Yun Huai would never fall for someone like me."

"So, when you admitted that you liked me and that I could do whatever I wanted to you, I already knew it."

"What I love is your pure soul. I don't care about anything else. It doesn't mean much to me."

He thought a lot about what would happen if his identity was exposed in front of Yu Changfeng, and imagined Yu Changfeng's disappointment, anger, and resentment and hatred towards him.

The current situation was completely unexpected and surprising that he had never imagined.

Just as he was about to laugh, he suddenly remembered Chu Huaizhou who had dropped from mid-air to pick up Xiao Jingxuan.

"It's terrible, Pavilion Master, Yun Lan..."

Yu Changfeng was still holding him, feeling as if he was crying with joy after surviving a calamity. He buried his head in the back of his neck, breathing a little rapidly, and it was unclear whether he was sobbing or not.

"Since Yun Lan made up his mind, this outcome has been irreversible."

Yu Changfeng held him back and said earnestly, "Let's not go over there now. Let them talk."

Xiao Jingxuan's soul finally returned to its place, and he felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

Lying in Chu Huaizhou's arms, she supported herself slightly and sat up, and she could touch Junior Master's cheek with her hand.

"Uncle Junior Master, this feeling is really good right now. I can still touch you in this empty space after surviving a catastrophe."

Chu Huaizhou put away his usual coldness, and the domineering aura in his eyes also quietly faded away, leaving only the tenderness of nostalgia.

"Well, I think this is good. At least I can hug you briefly."

Xiao Jingxuan smiled, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, and there was an indescribable feeling of beauty.

"I want to hug Junior Master Uncle, too." He turned over and twisted his waist, wrapping his arms around Chu Huaizhou's neck.

Perhaps he was too immersed in joy that he did not react for a while to the hidden meaning of his junior uncle's words.

"Master Junior, did we all survive? Is this true? I'm fine, and you're fine too?"

Xiao Jingxuan happily tightened his arms, closed his eyes, and tears rolled down the back of Chu Huaizhou's neck.

"Master Junior, why don't you speak? Why don't you answer me?"

Inadvertently, when he lowered his eyes, he discovered that the hand Chu Huaizhou had hidden behind his back was slowly becoming transparent.

"Xiao Jingxuan." He stroked his back gently, like he was stroking the fur of a small animal, and called his name.

"Xiao Jingxuan, I'm sorry."

His voice was low and hoarse, soft and gentle, and his tone of apology was very sincere, and trembling with heartache.

"But, didn't you already guess it right? Why choose to deceive yourself? It's meaningless."